Date: Sat, 25 Jan 2014 14:56:16 -0000
From: Mark <mark.notts@ntlworld.com>
Subject: Hiking in the Cretan Sun Chapter One

Hiking Naked in the Cretan Sun

Chapter 1

It was a risk.  We had met on line in a chat room. We found we had much in
common. But you know the sort of things gay guys talk about when on line!
And now here we were sitting side by side on a flight to Crete planning to
walk the southern Crete coastal path. After a few on line chats sparking
something off in each other we had made the rash decision to meet - not a
one off- a whole fortnight away just in each others' company.

It was summer and we were travelling light .  We had agreed to keep our kit
to the minimum - a sleeping bag and a few Ts and shorts , walking boots
packed in our small rucksacks plus sun cream and the things that guys need
to get on well with one another. So we had got onto the plane without much
hassle and here we were sitting side by side in the last row of a crowded
holiday jet.  And however hard we tried we couldn't stop our muscular
thighs from brushing against each others.

"Wow, Bill, have you been working out - your thighs feel so hard."

"Well got admit I thought I'd do some strength exercises - knew we were
going to walk up some pretty steep paths this trip - so I've been going at
it down the gym.  Feel this..."

He took my hand and pressed across the top of his thick thigh.  "Squeeze"
he said as he flexed.  His skin tightened as I gripped and his muscle felt
like a band of steel.  The heat of the plane had created a thin film of
sweat over his skin and my grip slipped as I tightened my hold.  His hand
came down on mine and pushed it gently up under the edge of his shorts.  "I
hope you will enjoy all my muscles over this trip" he whispered.

Both of us were dressed similarly.  Some of the other passengers had
definitely noticed two fit twenty five year old guys in Andrew Christian
Scoop neck T's, Hiking shorts and flip flops.  We had decided what to buy
for our trip on an online session we had had a couple of weeks ago when we
had directed each other to our favourite underwear sites.  We had to tell
each other how horny that shopping spree had made us both.  You could feel
the sexual tension in our chat room exchanges.

My hand move under the edge of his hiker shorts to feel the edge of his
briefs. "Mmm, is that a pair of boxers I feel round those meaty thighs?"

"Jase - I'm wearing those Nano boxers we chose from the AC web site - I
love the way they support my cock and balls".  My finger slid up onto the
fabric and I could feel the way it had stretched over what Bill was
packing.  Was that a movement I saw in Bills well filled shorts?  There was
a sort of disapproving snort from the old guy who was sat on the third seat
beside Bill as he noticed my surreptitious attempts to grope Bill.

"Yeh that's good - great for travelling, I can tell you are pretty well
supported in those."  "Yes they've got it just right with the cut of these
things - I can feel my balls moving about and my cock sliding over them but
I also feel as if they are being held firm - like by a mate with his hand
on my crotch.  Somehow the boxers remind you that you've got a set of horny
genitals all the time" I pushed my fingers up his shorts legs and brushed
higher over the fabric of his nano boxers - I was taking a risk because
although we had discussed on line how uninhibited we wanted to be together
I wasn't sure of the level of intimacy we could achieve. My uncertainty
reduced when Bill shifted in his seat letting me get more access. "Yeh I
want you to check out the fit for me, Jace, I'm not sure whether they are
two tight round my thighs now I come to wear them." We'd only been in one
anothers company for a couple of hours and here was this guy asking me to
check out his boxer briefs with my fingers in a public space.  He had meant
what he said "No inhibitions".

"Yeh push your fingers into the leg holes - what do you think"

"Well they do feel tight" I said as I worked my finger in and found myself
poking into one of Bill's undoubtedly meaty balls, "but the whole point of
these boxer briefs is to stop your balls from falling down your leg when
you walk and push your package up and out"

I moved my finger between Bill's thigh muscle and the leg band of his
briefs as I spoke, brushing against his balls as I did so.  They felt
relaxed and smooth and slightly sweaty in the heat of the plane.  His ball
rolled of its own volition proving what Bill has said about the flexible
space in his boxers. I felt my own cock stir in response to my finger's
delight in caressing that big ball.

Another cough from the man sitting next to us.  We exchanged glances - and
I think we both understood what we meant by them - we were turned on by the
idea of being totally open about our sexuality. We had already discovered
on line that talking about every intimate detail of how we were, how we
felt, how we reacted, when it came to sex was almost as much a turn on as
the sex itself. I could feel Bill's balls move again as his cock reacted to
the attention he was getting not just from me.

In one chat we'd had on line we had both simultaneously told one another
that we loved showing off but that we hated the idea of imposing ourselves
on others who might be offended. So I shifted my hand carefully down Bill's
leg and left off my delicious exploration for the time being - I guess not
a moment too soon because the bulge in Bill's shorts gave a perceptible
lurch upwards and out which the old guy clearly noticed. But Bill's
judgement of the situation was different from mine.

"So what you wearing under those shorts, Jace" he asked in a tone that the
old guy sitting next to him was bound to hear.  Bill leaned over and undid
the top button of my hiker shorts and swiftly unzipped my fly to take a
peek. I'd been both nervous and turned on when I had dressed that morning
in a new AC air jock - had I read Bill right or would he scoff at a guy who
was so exhibitionist as to wear something that left his arse hanging out
and his cock free to swing. I needn't have worried.

"Hey mate they look great on you" as he ran a finger just under the top the
waist band.  "Are those the ones where your bum is uncovered"

"Yeh, I thought I would wear something that would keep me cool - it's nice
being able to stick your hand down the back of your shorts and scratch your
butt cheeks directly."

Bill pulled open the flies of my shorts brazenly exposing a chunk of
stomach, the waist band of my jocks and a good view of the covering of my
cock and balls. On the one hand I was trying to keep cool - the matter of
fact way we were chatting was in itself a turn on.  On the other hand I
could hear the blood pumping in my veins and I could feel it coursing into
my cock - I was concentrating so hard to avoid a bone. It was the
excitement of the first time you and another guy discovered you were both
gay or the first time you touched a hard cock other than your own.

"Hey nice abs," said Bill running a finger across my exposed stomach above
the waste band of my jocks.

"Yeh I like to work them hard before my swim each day - love the burn," I
replied in a cool voice but feeling very uncool as the sensation of Bill's
caress made me lose my battle to keep my mind off my cock.

My cock stiffened and I felt that ooze of pre leak into my jock.  At the
same time I noticed the old guy lean forward in his seat and steal a glance
in our direction.  He was licking his lips, I swear it. I"I get it," I
thought.  "Bill has realised that this guy is loving every minute of this -
no wonder he is upping the stakes".

I was so turned on by the idea of this performance for the old guy as well
as Bill and I's first exploration for real of our bodies.  Why not play it
for all it was worth.

"Mmm" I said to Bill, "that feels nice."

"Yeh I put this jock on because I thought the fabric was cool enough but
thick enough to absorb any wetness from my cock.  I know I leaked some piss
when I put my cock away in a hurry in the john before we boarded.  Now I'm
leaking thanks to you - do you think it'll show - I don't want it coming
through onto my shorts."

"These AC's are a good brand" said Bill.  "I think we did right to choose
them given the heavy treatment we are going to give them.  But let me
check"

Bill plunged his hand forward and down between my legs cupping my cock head
now throbbing in my stretched jock pouch.  I lifted my bum form the seat to
give him better access as he closed his fingers round my knob and groped
around.

"Well, got to admit there is a bit of a big wet spot here mate," he said,
kneeding my knob end as he did so.  "I knew you were a big leaker when I
saw your cock drool on that cam session we had the other day but this is
very damp!"  He withdrew his hand and held his fingers up so that me and
the old guy could see them glistening with pre cum. He pointed to his
shorts front too "Don't worry mate - look I'm leaking like a faucet too
with all this exploration and it hasn't showed through"

"Guess if we are not careful though we'll shoot a load and then we'll look
like little boys who have wet themselves giggling with excitement," I
replied.

"There's nothing little about you" said Bill , restoring his hand to my
jock pouch and continuing his exploration of the mound of flesh trapped in
it. He deliberately squeezed my cock head outlined in my jocks like he was
milking it.  My cock gave up on its last struggle to stay limp and jerked
up stretching the pouch obscenely. The old guy started as he caught a
glimpse of the huge wet bulge in my pants.

"Can't wait to see this trapped monster out in the open" said Bill, adding
to the danger and excitement and shifting his own bum so that I could reach
for the throbbing mound of green fabric that was now pushing out from his
open flies. I reached over and placed my hand across as much of that bulge
that I could cover. I could feel Bill's pulse through the pouch of his
boxer briefs as the blood pounded into his rod.

"Fuck, Jayce, my cock's going to snap in two if I'm not careful - you're
giving me hard on with a ninety degree angle."

I stuck my hand into the waist band of his boxers and grabbed at his cock
pulling it up flat onto his belly so that he would get some relief from the
kink.  My own cock jerked at the excitement of feeling for the first time
that rod of steel that up until now I have seen only on cam.  Bill's dick
was now clearly outlined in his pants and the wetness of his cock head was
helping the material shape itself graphically round his knob end.  My hand
was able to massage Bill's shaft though his boxers and his fingers
continued to kneed my wet and hard cock head in the pouch of my
pants. Already my balls were beginning to tighten and I could tell by
Bill's breathing that the excitement of our exposure and the novelty of our
groping each other was bringing us both to the edge. I could feel my own
cock pulse with the beat of my racing heart and see the same in Bill's
shaft obscenely outlined in his boxer briefs.  Both of us are big leakers -
that was plain to see from the spreading ooze soaking into the material of
our underwear.  We sat close fingering each other's knobs through the
fabric - cum time could not be far away for either of us even though we had
only be at each other's rods for a few moments - the sheer excitement of
feeling each other for the first time and in circumstances that were in
tune with our exhibitionist sides had made us acutely sensitised.  I could
feel my balls tighten and I grabbed at Bill's to check to see whether they
were doing the same.

"Why don't you too young men make yourselves really comfortable - slip
those shorts off," interjected the old guy next to Bill. "It would be a
pity to stain them too if you spilled something on them!"

"Ladies and Gentlemen, kyries kai kìrio, the Captain has signalled that
he is beginning his decent into Heraklion Airport.  Please stow your trays,
put your seats back in an upright position and fasten your seat belts.  The
crew will be coming through the cabin to check that all is ready for
landing.  And already we could see the rather frumpy stewardess working her
way down the rows checking the seat belts towards us. Well perhaps it was
just as well - the show was reaching a point of no return and we were both
to shooting a huge load that would take some cleaning up!

"Phew I was close" I said to Bill as I struggled to pull the zip up on my
shorts over my still stiff cock as the cabin crew approached.  "I'm going
to have blue balls and be as horny as hell for you now ..."

"Yeh same here mate, but we made that rule didn't we, on line, when we
chatted." said Bill as he moved his cock shaft in a matter of fact way out
of the line of his shorts' zipper. "One cum per day however big it needs to
be and the rest of the time edging like crazy so that we stay as sexed up
as we can together. Can't wait to get back to that stiff rod of yours mate!
We've made a good start."  And he leant over and kissed me full on the lips
as the plane began a rapid descent.